Chance.

I've always been interested in chance. Specifically not probability. But rather the chance that brought everything together the way it did.

Imagine, if my mother did not have something to do tonight, I'd be doing her taxes. But, as chance stands, she does, and I am going to spend the night catching up on cleaning. Very boring, both in terms of what I'm doing, but also in terms of the grand scheme of things.

But, imagine again if instead of Barack Obama's parents meeting, they never did. And this recent election never would have happened.

Or if Thomas Paine had been claimed by childhood disease as was not uncommon at the time.

Or if the first primitive humans hadn't migrated in a certain pattern which allowed them to discover agriculture.

Or if billions of years ago, atoms arranged themselves slightly differently, and the solar system as we know it, and consequently us, do not exist.



Trillions of things happen each second to make things the way they are. I don't believe in predestination, or fate, or the hand of god. My own belief is something like that of Occam's Razor. Things happen the only way they can. If they could have happened differently, they would have. It's just interaction. Interaction of molecules forming cells forming sentient beings forming society forming civilisations forming humanity.

I'm not sure where I'm going with this. Nowhere really. But an infinite number of chances had to happen for this to be our world, and an equally infinite number of things have to happen for it to exist in the future. Why though?